tributes
Posted by Siranne on Mar 28, 2010
Still learning from you Trent - your wisdom carries on...
Still learning from you Trent - your wisdom carries on...
Posted by L on Jan 3, 2010
I cant believe that after this time people still flutter in and out of this site, its as if just even a slight touch is better than nothing at all, since you left i had this star ear marked for you, and i would talk to you every night, but now that star is no longer there, and i trully believe in ever after and that you have found someone else to love and walk with into enternity - this is a new year but thank you for bringing me to this place in life - i will always look for you above, you are rather hard to forget i decided long ago not to even try - love you mega
I cant believe that after this time people still flutter in and out of this site, its as if just even a slight touch is better than nothing at all, since you left i had this star ear marked for you, and i would talk to you every night, but now that star is no longer there, and i trully believe in ever after and that you have found someone else to love and walk with into enternity - this is a new year but thank you for bringing me to this place in life - i will always look for you above, you are rather hard to forget i decided long ago not to even try - love you mega
Posted by Sandra on Dec 22, 2009
Merry Christmas Trent
Merry Christmas Trent
Posted by Maaike Hermans on Nov 26, 2009
I am shocked to read that Trent is dead. I met him in Zambia, more then 10 years ago. Never forgot his name. He was truly my guardian angel for a while on my first trip to Africa and therefor he will always be in my heart. I don't know what to say or write. I just want to send all the love and strength in the world to his family and friends. Trent, now you will be a real guardian angel. Take care.
I am shocked to read that Trent is dead. I met him in Zambia, more then 10 years ago. Never forgot his name. He was truly my guardian angel for a while on my first trip to Africa and therefor he will always be in my heart. I don't know what to say or write. I just want to send all the love and strength in the world to his family and friends. Trent, now you will be a real guardian angel. Take care.
Posted by shelley toner on Nov 22, 2009
I see your face every time I see a sunrise or a sunset...I feel like it is your way of saying, don\'t worry, be happy!! miss you Trent x0x
I see your face every time I see a sunrise or a sunset...I feel like it is your way of saying, don\'t worry, be happy!! miss you Trent x0x
Posted by Emy Walker on Nov 12, 2009
I have only recently been forwarded this tragic news and wanted to send best wishes to Trent's family. I can only imagine that you are as sweet as he was. He was a close and dear friend, We shared a room during his time in Edinburgh. Trent, you will always be a beautiful,outstanding and giving person. Love, Emy
I have only recently been forwarded this tragic news and wanted to send best wishes to Trent's family. I can only imagine that you are as sweet as he was. He was a close and dear friend, We shared a room during his time in Edinburgh. Trent, you will always be a beautiful,outstanding and giving person. Love, Emy
Posted by Brian White on Oct 10, 2009
Hello to all who knew and loved Trent. I am only a passerby who admires his work and his purpose in life. I feel your pain as my best friend died needlessly 25 years ago and sometimes it all comes back. I believe that Trent did accomplish some good in the world and that is more than most despite his short time on earth. May we all aspire to that goal. May the Lord God bless.
Hello to all who knew and loved Trent. I am only a passerby who admires his work and his purpose in life. I feel your pain as my best friend died needlessly 25 years ago and sometimes it all comes back. I believe that Trent did accomplish some good in the world and that is more than most despite his short time on earth. May we all aspire to that goal. May the Lord God bless.
Posted by Melissa Mannion on Aug 12, 2009
Happy birthday sunshine :) I decided that to honour your birthday I would take a few hours off of work and enjoy life. I went out for a ride on my beautiful horse and thought a good deal about you. Driving home I watched the beautiful evening light on the fields of long grass knowing that you would have loved that. Lily Pat and I think about you all the time and miss your smiling face. Sending all of our love to you darling and to your family. xx
Happy birthday sunshine :) I decided that to honour your birthday I would take a few hours off of work and enjoy life. I went out for a ride on my beautiful horse and thought a good deal about you. Driving home I watched the beautiful evening light on the fields of long grass knowing that you would have loved that. Lily Pat and I think about you all the time and miss your smiling face. Sending all of our love to you darling and to your family. xx
Posted by Lisa on Aug 12, 2009
Happy birthday my friend, missing you. xx
Happy birthday my friend, missing you. xx
Posted by Eugene O'Kelly on Aug 3, 2009
I felt drawn to the site tonight and have read the great tributes to a great guy. Trent came to my house quite a bit, for tea, chat and just to check me out. At one stage he stored some clothes in a spare room and occasionally I would remark to myself that these long coats and jackets just would never ever fit me - a lovely giant. We have walked in Connemara together, climbed the cliffs in north Clare and been in a few scrapes on the same cliffs. I do believe he occasionally keeps an eye on us - in one particular spot on top of one of the Bens in Connemara where I always think about him, I believe he left a message in the form of a lens cap which I found, lost by somebody over last winter. Strangely, I have lost parents and a brother but it is Trent that I most miss and think about. I wish his family some peace and I know for the last year that Trent has been travelling onwards in the next life as a very special free and pure spirit. Much love Trent, Eugene.
I felt drawn to the site tonight and have read the great tributes to a great guy. Trent came to my house quite a bit, for tea, chat and just to check me out. At one stage he stored some clothes in a spare room and occasionally I would remark to myself that these long coats and jackets just would never ever fit me - a lovely giant. We have walked in Connemara together, climbed the cliffs in north Clare and been in a few scrapes on the same cliffs. I do believe he occasionally keeps an eye on us - in one particular spot on top of one of the Bens in Connemara where I always think about him, I believe he left a message in the form of a lens cap which I found, lost by somebody over last winter. Strangely, I have lost parents and a brother but it is Trent that I most miss and think about. I wish his family some peace and I know for the last year that Trent has been travelling onwards in the next life as a very special free and pure spirit. Much love Trent, Eugene.
Posted by Niamh & Conor on Jul 6, 2009
Over a year has passed and we still cant believe you are gone... keep expecting to see you bounce around the next corner.. Am sure you are keeping many entertained up above.. we love you still and miss you terribly. we think of you every time we just look at our family portraits. sending you kisses xn xc xb xa
Over a year has passed and we still cant believe you are gone... keep expecting to see you bounce around the next corner.. Am sure you are keeping many entertained up above.. we love you still and miss you terribly. we think of you every time we just look at our family portraits. sending you kisses xn xc xb xa
Posted by Brian MacCormaic on Jun 4, 2009
Some photos of the commemoration held at Uhuru Highway, Nairobi, on Saturday 30th May 2009, can be seen on: http://africanfarmersjournal.blogspot.com/
Some photos of the commemoration held at Uhuru Highway, Nairobi, on Saturday 30th May 2009, can be seen on: http://africanfarmersjournal.blogspot.com/
Posted by Moses (Tristan) on Jun 2, 2009
It is a year that we have been without the raging bonfire that was your lively, loving and adventurous self, but rest assured that the flames you left with your family and friends still burn bright and strong.
It is a year that we have been without the raging bonfire that was your lively, loving and adventurous self, but rest assured that the flames you left with your family and friends still burn bright and strong.
Posted by Rob Haigh on May 31, 2009
I was sitting on the sundrenched terrace of the Hotel Ali in Marakech drinking coke from the bottle (surreptitiously laced with vodka), finishing my book 'The Beach'(not actually my book - my friend's present for his wife's birthday he lent it to me making me promise to return it as she had not yet even read it). I think it was 1999?? A guy nearby was fervently pouring over a table full of maps, I assumed he was a travel journalist, he looked too intense to be your average traveller/backpacker. Finally, I finished the book and leaned back - "Was it a good read?" came the voice, snapping me from my contemplations. We were instantly friends and consumed the rest of my vodka, the only alcohol that I knew of in Marakech (at that time). He was planning his escape from Morocco, the 'street hassle' was too much for him, so much that he was planning an earlier departure to meet his mum and sister in Cairo. I offered to show him the 'real' Morocco. In my little Fiat Uno hire car we travelled west to Essaouira and stayed a few miles further south in Sidi Kaouki, on the beach - a favourite spot of mine. We never stopped talking, laughing and joking - we found more alcohol and one night I had to haul his enormous, comotosed bulk from the roof terrace into his bed. I showed him the goats climbing the argan trees, he told that in NZ he shoots them as vermin, we ate goat tagine that night. One day we spotted a dung beetle crossing the road, pushing a ball of dung - the car was stopped, photos were taken - I sensed a passion. Before parting I gave him my friend's copy of 'The Beach' stressing that it must be posted back as it was his wife's birthday present - I wrote a short explanation to my friend in the book and his address. With a heavy heart I took this beautiful boy to the bus station to begin his journey to meet his family. Some months later, and several irrate phone calls from my friend about the book, a smiling giant appeared in my shop in Camden, London. "G'day, how're doin?" My first reaction was to ask him about the book - "Oh, I gave it to a German girl who promised to post it on." Moments later we were at a wild party in Hamstead - a 'P' party - punks, policemen, prostitutes, priests, perverts etc ... Again months later the smiling giant appeared - this time without the persistent calls about the book - it had been returned, by an American, with a brand new hardback copy! - the original contained a few lines of thanks, from the 20+ people who had read it, following my initial message, it had travelled the world and back! This is one of my 'amazing but true' stories I repeat time and time again. On this occasion I was happy to give my friend a lift on his way to Edinburgh, he spent the night at my house in Stoke accompanied by a bottle of whiskey that he produced from the depths of his baggage. The next day I dropped him at the motorway services to hitch the rest of the way - the last image I have of him is dancing maniaclly on the side of the highway to attract a lift and before that image faded in my rearview mirror a car was stopping. He had a magical, natural openness, a character that has remained fondly in my thoughts for the last 10 years. My obvious regret is not trying to contact him until now. I spoke to his mother today in an attempt to 'catch up' and discovered the tragic news, and the tragic coincidence that this weekend is the anniversary of the terrible incident. I was 'floored', I thought he would be there forever, I thought that one day we would shoot vermin goats together on horseback or at least have a beer or two. I don't know his friends or family but having briefly known the man I know he has left a big void, my heart and thoughts go out to all of you - and I'm sorry Trent, I broke the rules, I cried!
I was sitting on the sundrenched terrace of the Hotel Ali in Marakech drinking coke from the bottle (surreptitiously laced with vodka), finishing my book 'The Beach'(not actually my book - my friend's present for his wife's birthday he lent it to me making me promise to return it as she had not yet even read it). I think it was 1999?? A guy nearby was fervently pouring over a table full of maps, I assumed he was a travel journalist, he looked too intense to be your average traveller/backpacker. Finally, I finished the book and leaned back - "Was it a good read?" came the voice, snapping me from my contemplations. We were instantly friends and consumed the rest of my vodka, the only alcohol that I knew of in Marakech (at that time). He was planning his escape from Morocco, the 'street hassle' was too much for him, so much that he was planning an earlier departure to meet his mum and sister in Cairo. I offered to show him the 'real' Morocco. In my little Fiat Uno hire car we travelled west to Essaouira and stayed a few miles further south in Sidi Kaouki, on the beach - a favourite spot of mine. We never stopped talking, laughing and joking - we found more alcohol and one night I had to haul his enormous, comotosed bulk from the roof terrace into his bed. I showed him the goats climbing the argan trees, he told that in NZ he shoots them as vermin, we ate goat tagine that night. One day we spotted a dung beetle crossing the road, pushing a ball of dung - the car was stopped, photos were taken - I sensed a passion. Before parting I gave him my friend's copy of 'The Beach' stressing that it must be posted back as it was his wife's birthday present - I wrote a short explanation to my friend in the book and his address. With a heavy heart I took this beautiful boy to the bus station to begin his journey to meet his family. Some months later, and several irrate phone calls from my friend about the book, a smiling giant appeared in my shop in Camden, London. "G'day, how're doin?" My first reaction was to ask him about the book - "Oh, I gave it to a German girl who promised to post it on." Moments later we were at a wild party in Hamstead - a 'P' party - punks, policemen, prostitutes, priests, perverts etc ... Again months later the smiling giant appeared - this time without the persistent calls about the book - it had been returned, by an American, with a brand new hardback copy! - the original contained a few lines of thanks, from the 20+ people who had read it, following my initial message, it had travelled the world and back! This is one of my 'amazing but true' stories I repeat time and time again. On this occasion I was happy to give my friend a lift on his way to Edinburgh, he spent the night at my house in Stoke accompanied by a bottle of whiskey that he produced from the depths of his baggage. The next day I dropped him at the motorway services to hitch the rest of the way - the last image I have of him is dancing maniaclly on the side of the highway to attract a lift and before that image faded in my rearview mirror a car was stopping. He had a magical, natural openness, a character that has remained fondly in my thoughts for the last 10 years. My obvious regret is not trying to contact him until now. I spoke to his mother today in an attempt to 'catch up' and discovered the tragic news, and the tragic coincidence that this weekend is the anniversary of the terrible incident. I was 'floored', I thought he would be there forever, I thought that one day we would shoot vermin goats together on horseback or at least have a beer or two. I don't know his friends or family but having briefly known the man I know he has left a big void, my heart and thoughts go out to all of you - and I'm sorry Trent, I broke the rules, I cried!
Just checking in with you, Trent. I just shared a part of your warm and everlasting personality with a good friend of mine and had to look you up again. I still miss you. Loved our days in Edinburgh....xoxo EMY